"What the hell are you doing!" Motoko shouted at Drake, her eyebrow twitching slightly.
"Who me?" Drake said making as sheepish a grin as he could muster, which dissolved when he saw the horrible grimace on Motoko's face. "Well, lets see… I fell through the wall when I was trying to hide, and I fell on your bandages here."
"Ohh, well if that's all, then don't worry, you may leave now, Keitaro is waiting for you in his room." Motoko said smiling back sweetly.
"You're gonna hit me now huh?" Drake said standing up slowly, and looking desperate. Motoko could only nod with closed eyes. "Well," Drake drawled, pausing for a second, "I don't wanna get hit" he said after popping up an inch in front of Motoko's face in the blink of an eye, sending her stumbling back into the hall way. "I may not be as strong as you…" Drake said popping up besides Motoko in the hallway. "But I'm faster than you. So on that note, I'll be off." Drake said before appearing at the end of the hallway and waved to Motoko before he started walking down the hall.
"There's no way that he could do that." Motoko said before walking into her room, head hung low and rubbing her eyes.
"Keitaro you here?" Drake inquired, popping his head in the door way of Keitaro's room, only to find Naru yelling at Keitaro, winding up for a punch.
"Why in the hell did you let some creep you met off the street live with us!" Naru screamed at Keitaro, backing him up against the wall. "Well I…er," Keitaro replied shakily trying to get a word in. "You nothing! You let some perverted freak come into our home. You've done a lot of stupid things Keitaro but this is one of the dumbest you've done." Naru said yelling more. "I don't have to always get your permission to do anything!" Keitaro retorted. "You idiot!" Naru screamed stepping back as she wound up for a punch that would send Keitaro bouncing. "Here we go again", Keitaro thought slumping his head, and bracing for the punch…that seemingly never came.
"Naru-san, I would greatly appreciate it if you wouldn't swing punches so recklessly, you might hurt someone." Drake said, his voice growing lower and more threatening, as he got closer to the end of his sentence, with both hands out in front of him, grasping Naru's fist. "Arggh idiots!" Naru shouted leaving Keitaro's room, slamming the door behind him.
"Why did you do that Drake, you could've gotten hurt!" Keitaro said, still a bit surprised. "Is she gone?" Drake wondered, his hands still locked together with his arms lowered.
"I think so…" Keitaro replied a little confused by Drake's motionlessness.
"Thank god, my wrists are on fire! That, my friend, is a situation that I'm gonna try to avoid from now on." Drake said shaking his wrists and blowing on them. "Where in the hell did she learn to hit like that, and on another note…" Drake said pausing then looking at Keitaro confused. "How in the name of Christ would you have survived that?"
"I'm just kinda used to it I guess." Keitaro said chuckling and scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah dude, I don't know how to explain that, crap that would send most people flying." Drake said grabbing his forehead pausing again thinking about something, drawing lines with his fingers in the air, then looking out the window.
"Keitaro, is that how you …" drake said, making hand motions of something flying and then crashing into the ground, being cut off by Keitaro. "Yeah, that's how." Keitaro said nodding with his head a little down. "Well we gotta fix that dude, come here, I wanna show you how to block something like that." Drake said pointing to the spot next to him. "Umm…okay." Keitaro replied a little hesitant.
"Okay, put your arms in front of you like this." Drake said putting his arms out in front of him with his hands locking and palms outward, Keitaro following suit. "Alright, first mistake. Don't lock your elbows, and bring your palms closer to you, or else if you get hit you'll break your elbows, have your shoulder dislocated, or your shoulders shoved out of your back, and that hurts." Drake said laughing softly. "Now when someone hits you, wait till just before your arms get pushed to where they are parallel with your chest, and push out as hard as you can," Drake said demonstrating when to push out. "And if you do it right, you can send your opponent flying, now you try"
Drake drilled Keitaro on this for the next twenty minutes. "Keitaro, your not putting enough into your push, if you don't push hard enough, then you could mess up even more than if you just got hit regularly, because you'll fall down. Know what, throw something at me and I'll show you how to do it properly." Drake said rubbing his forehead,
"Would a baseball work?" Keitaro responded picking a baseball that Su had left on his desk. "Sure, I don't care, now throw it as hard as you can at my chest then duck, I don't wanna hit you on accident." Drake said grinning as he got into the position he was trying to teach.
"Alright, here I go." Keitaro said tossing the ball as hard as he could at Drake's hands, ducking as he was told. Suddenly a loud explosion rocked the room, singeing his hair slightly.
"What just happened?" Keitaro said coughing on the dust to see Drake frozen in the position he just was in. "That baseball… just exploded." Drake said starting to come out of the shock of said event. "I mean, baseballs aren't supposed to do that." Drake said starting to show signs of anger. "I mean who in the hell would make an exploding baseball, its genius yes, but my god it's friggin' insane." Drake said now showing a full rage. "We gotta find who did this, man. You don't leave an explosive out like that, and not tell anyone." Drake said shaking his head in disbelief.
"Don't worry about it Drake, that's a kind of normal thing around here." Keitaro said rubbing the back of his neck again. "Wait, you mean to tell me explosions like this happen all the time?" Drake said in disbelief.
"Yeah, you kinda get used to it." Keitaro replied, remembering all of his injuries since arriving here. "It's the crazy blonde munchkin, huh?" Drake said grimacing at the predicament that he barely got out of earlier that day, but smiled when he remembered how he did get out of it.
"Any other little things like that I should know?" Drake said sitting back down, dusting himself of after coughing up a little more dust. "Motoko, tends to hate all men, not sure why, so keep that in mind. Naru will look for you to slip up so she can have you kicked out. Su is, very active to put it lightly; she'll randomly attack you. Shinobu's the kindest, just never insult her or anything, she is hurt easily." Keitaro then spent the better part of an hour telling drake the ins and outs of Hinata-sou life, while the other residents were having a meeting of their own.
"He has to go!" Naru said smashing her fist on Motoko's heating table thingy "I'm not sure, I think he's kinda cute." Mistune said, trying to lighten the mood.
"That's not the problem right now!" Motoko shouted, standing up. "He needs to leave, and he needs to leave quickly!" She finished drawing her katana. "Yeah, if Keitaro won't make him leave, then we will…" Naru replied, standing up, her and Motoko leaving for the door.
"Now, now, I don't think that would be the smartest idea." Mitsune said causing the two girls to stop. "From what you two have told us, he has been able to beat both of you."
"Then what do you think we should do?" Motoko said, gripping her sword tighter. "Well I would have a slightly different approach." Mistune said, as she called all the girls to her.